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WARNING
[R18]
“I’m already engaged to him,” she blurted, her voice trembling but resolute.

Her eyes shot toward the silver-haired man, the figure who had been watching her all along. Her heart pounded in her ears as she raised her hand, pointing directly across the room. The gesture felt foreign, like it wasn’t even her own body making the movement. But there he was, sitting quietly in the VVIP section, and she had to do something. Anything.

All eyes turned toward her, and the room fell into stunned silence. The weight of a thousand gazes bore down on her, and the only sound was the frantic beat of her own heart as she waited for his response.


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Lilia’s life is turned upside down at a lavish masquerade party when an unexpected announcement claims she is engaged to Lowell, a man she has never agreed to marry. Caught between the overwhelming pressure of her parents’ expectations and the confusion surrounding her emotions, Lilia finds herself trapped in a web of deception. But when a silver-haired stranger named Zethan steals the spotlight, Lilia’s impulsive declaration sends shockwaves through the room. With her parents and Lowell thrown into chaos, Lilia is left questioning whether she has just freed herself—or unwittingly stepped into a more dangerous game of fate and manipulation.

Who would have thought their futures had already been sealed? This vampire had been obsessed with her long before she ever knew he existed.



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Vampire’s Veil Of Obsession

Lilia stood gracefully, her makeup done, her hair styled, and her wedding gown perfectly fitted. She looked radiant—an embodiment of elegance, warmth, and sophistication.

She wore a pure white, body-hugging gown that accentuated her figure in all the right places. Unlike traditional wedding dresses that flared from the waist, hers was distinct. The sleek fit extended to her knees before transitioning into delicate, cascading layers of embroidered netting, resembling intricate steps. Scattered across the fabric were shimmering black-silver stones, resembling tiny diamonds that glistened under the light.

The fabric hugged her curves effortlessly, sculpting her into a vision of unparalleled beauty. Every movement she made was fluid, graceful, as if she had stepped out of a dream. It was impossible to look away.

The Wedding